Getting Him Hooked: Mr. Freeman’s Indifferent Sinner Wife

Chapter 411

At that moment, John was still frozen to the spot as he had no idea if Olivia was drunk or sober.

When he finally snapped back to his senses, she had since fallen asleep once more.

He huffed a little sigh of relief as he laid her flat on her bed and tucked her in. After making sure that she was fast asleep, he finally got up, went outside, and lit himself a cigarette

When he was on his second cigarette, a high beam shone from afar. As the car came to a stop. Ken came out of the car with Zyla in his arms.

After a while, Ken made his way beside John, gave him a light shove, and asked, “Got any more of that? Hit me up.”

John passed a cigarette to Ken and asked, “I thought you quit?”

“Yeah, I’m about to. This will be my last one.” Ken smiled and exhaled a ring of smoke. “I’m about to be a father. It’s about time I quit smoking.”

Upon hearing the term ‘father’, there was a slight prick to John’s heart.

He lowered his head, and his expression was unreadable.

“There’s something I didn’t want to say at first, John, but…” Ken sighed and continued, “Dorothy Ellis is really no saint. She drugged both Zy and I, and that’s a fact.

“Even if there was no evidence, I can tell you it was her for sure.

to find fault with her, and the only reason for that is that the

like he was threatening John. “John, if Dorothy ever hurts Zy again, I won’t let her get away with it, even

all he

up to John

was a lawyer, so he

was not as gentle as

time came, he certainly would not mind

merely narrowed his eyes, blew out a ring of

to understand the emotions that

shone harshly upon Olivia’s face,

up from the

Where was she?

thing she remembered was that she was drinking with two men last night and just when things got interesting, John

John Freeman…

were what she wore

the possibility of her spewing nonsense when she was drunk, her forehead creased

first make sure

around, she saw a pair of crutches

grabbed the phone and saw that there was a text

to dress like that to the pub ever again, and you’re not allowed to drink with random strangers. It’s simply too dangerous! There’s your favorite chicken soup in the kitchen.